The old man gently took your hand and led you to a throne and you sat down. He crisscrossed in front of you. "My princess, do you wish to know the prophesy?" You nod, leaning forward. "Very well. When you were born, the darkness was far away. So there was much rejoicing. The princess had been born. Then the darkness came. We fled, like I said earlier, I was one of the original survivors."
You look down, and he continued, "The royal family, you were only 3, flew to the kingdom of Chirpy. We figured out where you were and made this village. We were never let in, but in case anything happened to you, we were right there next to the kingdom."
You sigh, leaning back into the throne. "So, you're saying I'm royalty." He nodded then croaked, "The prophesy told was that the princess would someday go back to the North and save us all from the evil cloud of death. But she would lose someone on the way, yet gain her rightful place and a king to rule by her side."
You look at him then help him up. "My name is Mirso. I will help you through this journey. If you allow me to connect to you, it will help you through the mountains." You glance at him confused, "Connect, Mirso?" He nodded and tapped his head. "Telepathically." "Oh. Uhm, alright." He smiled and stopped touching your head with his. A whirl of voices was heard in your head. You pull away, grimacing. Then he led you to your room.
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Heavenly Harpies
FantasyThe chosen one. A savior for all harpy kind. It's harder than you thought. Go on a journey to find the king and save him from the darkness spreading through the kingdom. (Discontinued, due to external reasons)
